“Why didn’t you say anything about that before?”
“I don’t know. I wish I had. I’m sorry.”
I stroked her back.
“No, you didn’t do anything wrong. He knows who killed her then.”
She raised her head. I reached up, wiping away the tears which were still falling down her cheeks.
“I guess so. He could be bluffing.”
I wasn’t sure he was. Rick knew far too much. Always had.
“We’ll just have to see. I don’t want to talk about him.”
She sniffed, sitting up and straddling me. Her doe eyes were wide and she looked so fucking beautiful even though she’d just been crying.
“Thank you for telling me.”
I rested my hands on her legs, stroking them lightly with my fingers.
“You told me to let you in. I’m trying.”
She leant down, pressing her lips to mine for a moment. She cupped my face, resting her forehead on mine and staring down at me intently.
“I know and I appreciate it. I love you so much, Aiden. All I’ve ever wanted was to help you. Make you happy. I hate seeing you in so much pain.”
The crazy thing about this is that Avery knew exactly what it was like to see your parent die in front of your eyes. I should’ve told her sooner. She didn’t have to say anything because she already understood.
I kissed her again, needing to feel that connection between us. Needing to get lost in her. She’d calm me. Soothe away the memories with her gentle touch and delicate skin. She let me grab her t-shirt and pull it off. Soon, there was nothing between us and I could feel every inch of her body pressed against mine. For once, we didn’t fuck each other. We made love. Our feelings exposed and raw for one another to see. And it was everything I needed right then.
Fuck, I loved her so much. I’d do anything for Avery.
I’d fucking bow down at her feet.
I’d worship her.
And I’d die for her.